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When everyone couldn't find Mo Xiaobei, Mo Xiaobei entered the inn with a big burden in his hand, and his expression was a little depressed.

"Xiaobei, where have you been?" Tong Xiangyu jumped forward and hugged Mo Xiaobei in his arms.

Mo Xiaobei didn't answer, and asked rhetorically: "Sister-in-law, is my brother's kung fu very bad?"

"How can it be? Your family's Hengshan swordsmanship, that is first-class in the rivers and lakes, back then, your grandfather killed the black / Dao eight hundred thieves with one sword, this is witnessed by the whole martial arts, your brother is your grandfather to your grandfather and then to your father's lineage, how can kung fu be bad?"

"But why can't my brother beat the traitors in the gang?"

"Traitor?" Mo Xiaobao was knocked off the cliff because of the construction of a house with public funds, and the rivers and lakes have been determined, Tong Xiangyu has never traced it, and hearing the word "traitor" at this moment made her have a different guess.

But more importantly, how could Mo Xiaobei, a child who has no sense of belonging to the Hengshan faction, use the word "traitor"?

"Who told you that?"

"A lewd old man. As Mo Xiaobei spoke, he threw the burden in his hand on the table.

The baggage was pulled open, and a pile of paper rolls ran out of it.

Bai Zhantang opened it and took a look, and it was full of two villains competing with swords, like a comic book. "What is this?"

After Tong Xiangyu took it, he was puzzled: "This is a sword book, right?"

"Sword Spectrum?" Bai Zhantang was inexplicable.

"Isn't it?"

"Why not?"

Bai Zhantang: "Can you do it without words on the sword book?"

Tong Xiangyu: "There is no word on the Hengshan sword book, I read it when I was a child, I have a good memory, you know." The Hengshan sword spectrum is two villains competing with each other, just like a comic book. ”

Mo Xiaobei heard Tong Xiangyu's question, and cried: "Sister-in-law, I was bullied!"

"What kind of person, even children ......" Bai Zhantang blurted out, seeing Tong Xiangyu's eyes, he swallowed the rest of the words in his stomach.

Tong Xiangyu's expression glanced at Bai Zhantang like eating a fly, and asked Mo Xiaobei softly: "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"He asked me for food, and I bought him two buns with my pocket money!"

Tong Xiangyu breathed a long sigh of relief and glared at Bai Zhantang, as if accusing him of being cranky: "Alas, this is a good thing." ”

Bai Zhantang asked again: "He didn't say thank you when he took your bun?"

Mo Xiaobei shook his head, pointed to the painting in Bai Zhantang's hand and said, "He gave me this!"

"I gave you a set of sword books? This is also a good thing? Is there a problem?"

"But this set of sword spectrum is Hengshan sword spectrum!"

"How come, you are a child, how do you know what the Hengshan Sword Book looks like?"

Mo Xiaobei's tears swirled in his eyes, and he pointed to the sword spectrum and said, "Haven't you ever eaten pork and never seen a pig run?" You see, this trick is a flat sand and a wild goose, and this trick is a big wave of sand!"

"It's broken!" Bai Zhantang put away the scroll and asked nervously, "Is there something wrong with the Hengshan faction?"

Mo Xiaobei shook his head: "These are all painted by that old man on the spot! I gave them two buns, and he painted them on the spot and stuffed them to me, and he also said that the price of two buns is this! He said that when he was a child, he listened to books, and when he was happy, he drew two pictures, and he could draw sword and fist books, and he used this set of sword books to exchange two buns in the hands of the owner of a steamed bun shop!"

"Hey, is that the owner of the steamed bun shop your grandfather Mo Taichong can't do it? Hengshan swordsmanship has become his creation?" Bai Zhantang laughed, martial arts rumors Mo Taichong was the owner of the bun shop back then, and later comprehended the Hengshan swordsmanship, and after single-handedly destroying the eight thousand mountain thieves, he opened a sect in Hengshan, and he was arrogant.

"Hmph!" Mo Xiaobei was angry and sad, obviously being said by Bai Zhantang.

"Really, Xiaobei, you can't have met a liar, right?" Tong Xiangyu also asked, and comforted, "Hengshan swordsmanship, that is the trick that your grandfather worked hard and racked his brains to, and how many brain cells died." How can it be a blind drawing, it must be fake!"

"That's it, your grandfather is ......"

"What is it?" Mo Xiaobei was depressed when he heard Bai Zhantang's words, and took out the scroll and smashed it at Bai Zhantang.

Hmmm――

"Mom!" Bai Zhantang was so frightened that he threw away the scroll.

"What's the matter?"

"Aoi...... Sunflower...... Sunflower...... Sunflower ......"

"Sunflowers, is it a painting, is that a work of art?" Tong Xiangyu picked up the scroll.

"Sunflower Point Acupuncture Technique!" Bai Zhantang breathed rapidly, obviously startled.

"Sunflower point acupuncture?" Tong Xiangyu saw the picture of a villain waving his fingers, and he was also so frightened that he threw down the scroll, "Xiaobei, don't you tell me that this was painted by the old man on the spot?"

"Woo-" Mo Xiaobei finally cried, "It's fake!

Bai Zhantang's eyes were glazed, looking at the roof tiles: "Really, it's all true!"

Lu Xiucai shook Bai Zhantang vigorously and asked, "Zhantang, what is really fake?"

"I'm so stupid, really. I originally thought that martial arts moves should have text explanations in order for people to understand the true meaning of the moves, and once they are painted, they become dead moves, and the cheats can't be comic books. Bai Zhantang muttered to himself, looking like he had nothing to love.

"I didn't expect that this old man's casual painting moves contain true meaning!" Bai Zhantang suddenly jumped up and said excitedly: "Impossible, impossible!"

Lu Xiucai nodded: "No wonder, that is to say, Mo Taichong relied on the Hengshan sword technique invented by this old man to sweep away the eight thousand mountain thieves, and then established the Hengshan faction?"

Li Dazui interjected: "Hey, eight thousand, why don't you say eighty thousand?"

Mo Xiaobei wiped his tears and howled: "Fake, not eight thousand!"

Li Dazui looked at Lu Xiucai proudly, and the latter asked again: "That...... Is it eight hundred?"

Mo Xiaobei shook his head.

"Eighty?"

"Eight! My grandfather killed eight thieves, and the court rewarded eight taels of silver, and then my grandfather bought a piece of land with two pieces of silver and established the Hengshan faction!"

"Huh?"

Mo Xiaobei said angrily: "Also, my grandfather is not called Mo Taichong at all, he is too impulsive and likes to recruit people to fight, so he is always called Mo Taichong (four times)!

Tong Xiangyu patted Mo Xiaobei's back, Mo Xiaobei pointed to the burden on the table, and sobbed in Tong Xiangyu's arms: "That old man can draw all the swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, I bought a drawer of buns for him to draw, and he painted such a burden!"

"So many cheats!" Lu Xiucai gasped, and shouted after opening his baggage, "Please see the shopkeeper, it's all sword books! The Three Swords of Lightning, the Seven Swords of the Tianshan Mountains, the Nine Swords of Dugu and the Thirteen Swords of Death! No, there are also internal skills! Nine Yang Divine Skills! Nine Yin True Scripture!"

Mo Xiaobei rushed to Lu Xiucai's side, snatched the scroll and tore it open: "Fake, all fake." The name is fake, the swordsmanship is fake, the legend is fake, and the Hengshan faction is fake! Even I am fake!"

Tong Xiangyu stopped Mo Xiaobei's action of tearing the painting: "Nonsense again, why are you also fake?"

Li Dazui helped: "The cheats are really not, Xiucai, help me find a set of knife techniques, and I will also learn it." ”

""Ku Ding Jieniu Knife" is just right for you. Lu Xiucai threw the Ku Ding Niujie knife to Li Dazui, and silently took a volume of "The Sword of the Fallen Scholar".

When Li Dazui heard this, he thought that this secret book was used for beef stew, and he was so angry that he exploded: "Don't you look down on the cook?

"Big mouth, I advise you to take this book. I think that Diao Buyu cut half of Cao Shaoqin's body back then, relying on this set of knife techniques, which is very suitable for you. Luo Xuan, who had never spoken, coldly reminded Li Dazui.

"Really? ”

"No thanks. Lu Xiucai's heart was hot, and his attention was on the swordsmanship in his sleeve, and he subconsciously replied.

"Xiaobei, don't be sad, listen to your sister-in-law. Luo Xuan suddenly winked at Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei looked at Tong Xiangyu with teary eyes, and the latter touched her head and comforted: "Even if everything is fake, if there is one thing, he must be true." ”

Mo Xiaobei asked in surprise, "Which one?"

Tong Xiangyu: "Chivalrous spirit." Your grandfather, let's not care what his level of addition and subtraction is, he has eliminated the bandits in a single batch. Whether it was eight or eight thousand, he had practiced chivalrous ways, if it weren't for this, how could there be a later Hengshan faction?

Xiaobei's sobbing stopped, still a little entangled: "But my grandfather is not called Mo Taichong, and I shouldn't be called Mo Xiaobei, isn't this fake?"

"You don't have to worry about this, the name is just a code name, the important thing is, what kind of person are you, don't you say it? Bai Yutang!" Tong Xiangyu suddenly called Bai Zhantang's name.

"Yes, drip, drip, I used to be called Bai Yutang, now I am called Bai Zhantang, and occasionally I can also call Huang Doudou, it's not a problem!"

"Really?" Mo Xiaobei's eyes lit up.

"But ......"

"But what?"

"And ......"

"What else?"

"You want to talk about Mo Xiaobao, right?" Luo Xuan suddenly stepped forward.

"yes. Mo Xiaobei nodded.

"The matter of the Hengshan faction, as the boss, I have not carefully verified it, it is my mistake. Luo Xuan first took the responsibility on his head and harvested a large pile of spinach from the shopkeeper Tong, which made Bai Zhantang jealous.

"The word traitor carries subjectivity. Judging from the current results, those people should not have betrayed the Hengshan faction. If your brother's corruption is true and harms the public and private interests, then it is that he betrayed the Hengshan faction, and the financial problems will be ruined. Maybe from your brother's point of view, these people are all traitors, but for the Hengshan faction, this is another righteous annihilation. Luo Xuan patted Mo Xiaobei's shoulder and said, "The above words, like the old man who painted, are not necessarily true, and they should not be listened to and believed, after all, the truth needs to be confirmed by multiple evidence." ”

"If the truth is indeed that the disciples of the Hengshan faction betrayed the Hengshan faction and your brother, or if the truth is what I said, but you insist on standing in your brother's perspective and thinking that they are traitors and want to take revenge, I want you to remember one thing. ”

Mo Xiaobei has been persuaded by Luo Xuan's words, and asked, "Which point?"

"Insist on chivalry. After Luo Xuan's words came out, he added another sentence as if he was talking to himself, "Whether this world is true or not." ”

"That's great, Xiaobei, do you remember?" Tong Xiangyu hugged Mo Xiaobei tightly and said, "Isn't what your grandfather Mo Taichong passed down is chivalrous?" (To be continued.) )